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	<title>Comments on: A Backwards December</title>
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		<title>By: Tracey</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tracey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 02:22:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can certainly relate to &quot;my find-the-kids-socks-without-blowing-my-top Jesus,&quot;  sure wish I couldn&#039;t, but I can.  Thank you Emily!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can certainly relate to &#8220;my find-the-kids-socks-without-blowing-my-top Jesus,&#8221;  sure wish I couldn&#8217;t, but I can.  Thank you Emily!</p>
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		<title>By: Brenda</title>
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		<dc:creator>Brenda</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 22:09:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for blessing us this day!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for blessing us this day!</p>
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		<title>By: Christen Freeman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christen Freeman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 17:42:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I found your post through Holy Experience.  This is just beautiful.  Thanks for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I found your post through Holy Experience.  This is just beautiful.  Thanks for sharing.</p>
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		<title>By: laura</title>
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		<dc:creator>laura</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 19:20:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you for this gentle reminder. 

Isn&#039;t is funny, how even simplifying can become a competition? Not even with others, but within myself...I feel disappointed if my image of the thing is shattered--if we don&#039;t achieve what I desire.

But, yes. This. 

I&#039;m opening my heart to receive this Christmas. 

With wide-eyed wonder.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for this gentle reminder. </p>
<p>Isn&#8217;t is funny, how even simplifying can become a competition? Not even with others, but within myself&#8230;I feel disappointed if my image of the thing is shattered&#8211;if we don&#8217;t achieve what I desire.</p>
<p>But, yes. This. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m opening my heart to receive this Christmas. </p>
<p>With wide-eyed wonder.</p>
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		<title>By: Jane Anne</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jane Anne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:57:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You cannot know how much your words blessed me today. I offer a simple, heart-felt &quot;Thank You&quot;.  I needed these words. 

I linked to your post and quoted you here:  http://gravityofmotion.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-crazy.html</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You cannot know how much your words blessed me today. I offer a simple, heart-felt &#8220;Thank You&#8221;.  I needed these words. </p>
<p>I linked to your post and quoted you here:  <a href="http://gravityofmotion.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-crazy.html" rel="nofollow">http://gravityofmotion.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-crazy.html</a></p>
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		<title>By: Ann Voskamp</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ann Voskamp</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:34:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh.
This.
Yes...

Thank you, Emily....

I cup my hands today to receive....</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh.<br />
This.<br />
Yes&#8230;</p>
<p>Thank you, Emily&#8230;.</p>
<p>I cup my hands today to receive&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: The Scooper</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Scooper</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 13:34:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh Emily this is one of the best things you&#039;ve ever written. Maybe I think that because it&#039;s everything I feel right now, more acutely this year than ever. In my effort to be intentional and make meaning of it all (and try and make those around me fall in line too), I&#039;ve realized it&#039;s all just a whole lot of well-intentioned striving. Instead of quietly listening and being moved by the Spirit, I try to manufacture good deeds and create hearts of service in my kids. I could talk forever on this but thank you for writing so succintly and perfectly on my behalf....as always, I find such kinship in your thoughts and it makes me feel slightly less cuckoo.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Emily this is one of the best things you&#8217;ve ever written. Maybe I think that because it&#8217;s everything I feel right now, more acutely this year than ever. In my effort to be intentional and make meaning of it all (and try and make those around me fall in line too), I&#8217;ve realized it&#8217;s all just a whole lot of well-intentioned striving. Instead of quietly listening and being moved by the Spirit, I try to manufacture good deeds and create hearts of service in my kids. I could talk forever on this but thank you for writing so succintly and perfectly on my behalf&#8230;.as always, I find such kinship in your thoughts and it makes me feel slightly less cuckoo.</p>
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		<title>By: Heather Metcalf</title>
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		<dc:creator>Heather Metcalf</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 03:59:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>receive.  your words always resonate.  reminds me of a christmas season sermon of many years ago that still resonates:  we are so busy putting decorations up, making it beautiful, while all the while he was laying aside the vestments of heaven, concealing His glory, becoming human, becoming lowly...the glory remains, but why are we looking for it in a box?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>receive.  your words always resonate.  reminds me of a christmas season sermon of many years ago that still resonates:  we are so busy putting decorations up, making it beautiful, while all the while he was laying aside the vestments of heaven, concealing His glory, becoming human, becoming lowly&#8230;the glory remains, but why are we looking for it in a box?</p>
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		<title>By: Jo@Mylestones</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jo@Mylestones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 01:14:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I read this just before the bustle of the day broke out, and it was just what I needed. Thank you Emily!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read this just before the bustle of the day broke out, and it was just what I needed. Thank you Emily!</p>
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		<title>By: Kim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 00:39:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was feeling completely defeated yesterday when I looked around at everything I had not finished this weekend.  The paragraph from your post &quot;Where meek souls will receive Him still, the dear Christ enters in. Then it becomes His working, not mine. Then I can listen with His ears to the needs around me. Then I am aware of His heart towards those in need rather than my own sense of helplessness.&quot; really struck a cord with me.  Feeling like I can&#039;t do enough for those around me and being reminded that my Lord and Savior will guide me if I will just stop and let him lead. Thanks!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was feeling completely defeated yesterday when I looked around at everything I had not finished this weekend.  The paragraph from your post &#8220;Where meek souls will receive Him still, the dear Christ enters in. Then it becomes His working, not mine. Then I can listen with His ears to the needs around me. Then I am aware of His heart towards those in need rather than my own sense of helplessness.&#8221; really struck a cord with me.  Feeling like I can&#8217;t do enough for those around me and being reminded that my Lord and Savior will guide me if I will just stop and let him lead. Thanks!</p>
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